I'm really the Chosen One

"The two of you gave me a big surprise. You disappeared for a few days, and as soon as you came back..." Dazai shook his index finger out of thin air, and Osamu Dazai refrained from splashing mouthwash on his bed. Is it too much in bed?"

Hanyu Ryo hugged Nakahara Chuya's neck tightly and refused to let go. If possible, he really hoped to be tied with Chuya.

Beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead because of the heat, Zhongyuan Zhong also felt the enthusiasm of the blond boy, and he was a little moved and a little funny in his heart, but he would be happier if it was in another situation.

Like in his bed, not mackerel's bed.

Osamu Dazai's usual calm expression cracked, in fact, he took everything into consideration, and this was the first time in his life that he encountered such a situation.

There was such a brazen person who showed no bottom line in front of him.

Barely able to take a breath, Zhongya Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai who was looking at him with disgust, a little embarrassed. Although this random teleportation location saved his life, the reality made him a little ugly.

"Bastard Dazai, you haven't died without my help for a while!"

Surprised that Nakahara Nakaya was able to attack him so vigorously after turning on the filth, Osamu Dazai sarcastically said without mercy, "It's you who deserves to be damned, just disappear by yourself, and bring Xiao Aliang with you."

The soft black hair fell fluffy between the eyebrows and eyes, and the iris-colored eyes were full of gloating. Osamu Dazai was shining all over, and he clapped his hands excitedly.

"Now you have two troublesome questions. The first is to explain to Mr. Sen where you disappeared these days, and the second is to explain to the Supernatural Secret Service where you kidnapped their new members!"

"——Boss." Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, and his high browbones squeezed out a few gullies because he was too serious, and his disappearance for no reason without an explanation can be said to be an act of rebellion, "I have to see the Boss. "

"Zhongye..."

"Little Ah Liang, stay with me."

Osamu Dazai stepped forward and lay down on the white bed, seemingly inadvertently grabbed the blond boy's wrist, and pulled off Ryo Hanyu who wanted to cling tightly to the brown-haired boy.

With her chin propped up in both hands, there is a bewildering smile on her exquisite face. If other girls see it, they may be confused by this look and fall in love completely.

Hanyu Ryo: "...I still want to be with Chuya."

"No, you have to stay with me." She used a coquettish tone, and then kept rolling on the bed, fully acting out the appearance of a coquettish child asking for sweets.

"Fuck." Nakahara Zhongya's eyelids twitched twice, and the curve of the corner of his mouth plummeted. If it wasn't for the sore muscles warning him to save some energy, he would want to hit his partner again, "You stay here first, don't listen Whatever Dazai said."

His slender fingers poked his face, and Osamu Dazai stuck out his tongue provocatively, in order to repay the revenge for all the work that had been put on him these days, and he suffered so much that dark circles appeared under his eyes.

As for the fact that he skipped work and left his work to Zhongye, anyway, the dead slug was too busy dating and didn't take it to heart.

"Come back quickly!"

Knocking the blond boy's head with hatred, Dazai Osamu has always been unafraid to dig holes for Chuya Nakahara with the greatest malice, "Stinky brat, it's only been a long time since I was deceived, there is no bottom line at all, there are more people It takes a few experiences to find the one that suits you best.”

"..." Ryo Hanyu covered his head and refused to knock him, squinting silently at Osamu Dazai, who had been a little abnormal since he came back, the current Osamu Dazai can be regarded as childish, the kind who doesn't accept any rebuttals.

"You... have been promoted again."

He was stunned for a second, although he knew that his performance was different from usual, but there was no way he could be promoted. He was already one of the five cadres of Mafia at the port. Was he going to rebel if he was promoted again?

Although the profession of Boss is very powerful, he has no interest. Osamu Dazai changed his posture and lay down on the bed with ease, his black hair was loose and fluffy, glowing under the warm light.

"What's going on in your mind, no wonder you got caught so easily."

The black-haired boy looked straight ahead, not afraid of the glare of the light, his dark eyes turned out to be like stars at this moment, like the eyes of a person full of hope for the future.

Hanyu Ryo also imitated his posture and lay down. He felt that it would be better to keep silent now, Dazai seemed to be alive again.

The surrounding was quiet, only the sound of deep and shallow breathing showed the existence of the boy, Osamu Dazai suddenly covered his eyes with his arms, and the words in his mouth seemed to be speaking to himself intermittently.

"But... you can't find someone like me, who basically doesn't know what 'love' is... that guy Chuya, he should treat you very well..."

Originally wanted to say some bad things to cause trouble for the little dwarf, but after thinking about it for a while, Osamu Dazai had to admit that Nakahara Chuya, a non-human, lived a better life than him, more like a flesh and blood person.

He pricked up his ears and tried to identify what Osamu Dazai was saying, but he couldn't hear what he was talking about. Instead, the murmur of the words had a hypnotic effect.

"Anyway, it's best for you two to come back safely now."

"I have good news for you, Oda Saku has published his work in a magazine."

Rubbing his sore eyes, Hanyu Ryo tilted his head and looked at Osamu Dazai's side face. He was very familiar with this expression, which was the same expression that he showed his favorite food to others, and it was now hanging on Dazai's face.

The tone of Dazai's words just now was exactly the same as that of him back then. If he had to say something different, it would be that his feelings were stronger.

Poking the black-haired boy's shoulder with his elbow, Ryo Hanu pulled himself together, he already understood everything, "I understand, let's see mine next!"

Dazai: ...you understand what?

Covering his lips with his hands and yawning, Ryo Hanyu sat up, he was already familiar with the layout of the room, opened the cabinet and took out a quilt from inside.

"I'll wait for Zhongya on the sofa in the living room, and I'll get things done tomorrow."

He was at a loss as to what the young man wanted to do, but seeing Ryo Hanyu was too sleepy to open his eyes, Osamu Dazai helplessly helped his forehead.

"You go to bed and sleep first, I'll go to Mr. Sen's place, just in time to report the newly investigated instigator who caused you to be attacked."

Hearing that he stopped, Hanyu Ryo felt that it was impossible for someone to plot against Chuya, after all the car was parked at the port of Mafia, which shows that the manipulator is very powerful, at least he really succeeded.

"Someone really did it. I thought it was the problem of the car itself."

Hanyu Ryo complained about Chuya's broken car more than once in his heart, wanting to write that he bought such a rubbish car, and the new car in the clear sky exploded.

Hanyu Ryo really doesn't know anything about cars, otherwise he wouldn't think so.

Dazai and Zhongya did not return overnight.

Ryo Hanyu suddenly realized that he was also an in-service employee serving the government, and his working hours disappeared for a few days. This is undoubtedly a very serious problem.

He may become the person who has been expelled from the Supernatural Secret Service Section for the shortest time.

Thinking of Ango looking at him with a gloomy face without saying a word, Hanyu Ryo felt a little embarrassed, obviously he was being taken care of so much, and he was always causing trouble.

But before going back, there is one very important thing to do.

.........

"You mean...you want to buy five thousand copies of this issue?"

The clerk confirmed again with a difficult voice, full of doubts about the obedient blond boy in front of him, why buy so many magazines, give them away?

In fact, Ryo Hanyu really gave it away, kept a few copies for himself, and gave all the others to Dazai, so that he not only supported Odasaku, but also solved the reason why Dazai was so strange yesterday.

Kill two birds with one stone, really worthy of him.

But Ryo Hanyu was actually a panicked group, holding a few books he had left in his hands, and filled in the address of Mafia Dazai's office at the port for the rest of the address, his hands trembling slightly as he took the money.

All of this is probably because his salary has not been paid, and the most likely is that he has no salary at all, and he is basically using Zhongye's money now.

In the small notebook in my heart, I silently recorded a certain day of a certain year, a certain month and a certain day, and Ryo Hanyu borrowed xxxx yuan because of a gift, and the repayment date was uncertain.

.........

"Boss, that's all the situation."

Although he was woken up in the middle of the night, Mori Ogai still went out of his way to meet Nakahara Chuya for the return of his subordinate who was very important to him.

Squeezing between his brows, his wine-red eyes drooped down to stare at the ochre-haired boy who was kneeling on one knee and the black-haired boy who insisted on getting involved halfway and slouching with his arms folded. Heart.

But for his own child, he can't do anything about it. When he is in a hurry, he is the one who has even more headaches.

"Since this is the case, then there is nothing wrong with it. Chuuya will go to the medical room for a good check-up! As for Dazai, you should still have a job, right?"

Waving his hands innocently, Dazai lifted Nakahara Chuya, whose body was already shaking, "Hey, Mr. Mori, don't just oppress me."

"It's time for you to do more work, and the child's temper should mature."

Osamu Dazai looked at the middle-aged man who was talking ironically, then turned and left, his face turning green.

"Mr. Dazai, there is your package. We checked it and delivered it to your office without any problem."

The foot that originally wanted to sneak away turned back, but he was curious about what was in the package, preferably something more exciting, more interesting than work.

There were also subordinates in black suits carrying things into his office, with an ominous premonition in his mind, Osamu Dazai hurried into the door.

"........."

Hooking his fingers, he took the dagger handed over by his subordinate. Osamu Dazai cut through the package, revealing the familiar cover. Looking around, it was already packed to the brim, and there were still some that hadn't been brought in by visual inspection.

His temples twitched, and Osamu Dazai finally understood what Ryo Hanyu meant, "... I don't have that much money to buy a house like Chuuya."

There is nowhere to put the things he bought himself.